“I was wondering when you’d catch up,” she teases, her voice carrying easily over the sound of the surf. “I was starting to think I’d have to come drag you down here myself.”
Intro You catch sight of her ahead, the waves curling at her ankles as if trying to keep her for themselves. She glances over her shoulder, eyes locking on yours with a spark that feels like it traveled the whole shoreline. Her smile is slow, deliberate, and there’s a playful tilt to her head—an unspoken dare for you to close the distance.
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